Lyrics:
the underground, don't need all the lights
Day by day I choose
Only play by play my rules
I won't conform to the mundane swarm
And I guess that means I got a couple
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Tiny things, diamond rings, all I think is get me off this road
Keep your drink, sky is pink, I was meant to want this but I don’t
Maybe when it’s
and eventually I did too
I formed a crew with a group named Doom, they call 'em Hydra now
And they even sound liver now
So me and Blitzkrieg, now we got Park
shore, vanishing off screen
Parallel, we live so parallel
Lines that eventually touch
Parallel, we're blind and parallel
Could I prove these lines could
I need a forklift
Positivity is so hard to come by minus bank-shift
Created from these false hopes
I eventually look back at it and realized it was
of a mobster
See a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
money, money is power
Power corrupts eventually, damn
So what are the options?
What are the choices left for me?
What other rule there's left to break
the whole routine and performed it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me
scream
Now bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding
I got skill to deal and run game on bitches
You can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes
I
Brick by brick (ugh ugh)
Brick by brick (yeah)
Brick by brick (ugh ugh)
Brick by brick (yeah)
Brick by brick (ugh ugh)
Brick by brick (yeah)
Brick by
pint by tomorrow, yeah
She don't touch my cup, she know this drank on my heart, yeah
Different type of flex, I like to buy and don't post cars, yeah
I just come by to run you over
I just come by to see you quiver
You can come, you can slip inside, babe
Killer eyes and a burning heart, babe
Twenty-one little pink salamanders pass me by tonight
Twenty-one little red tongues are flickering in my sight
Amphibious thoughts are flowing with
through the sky in that pink Cadillac
While the boys of the Press, we drink vodka in back
And she tells us our fortune by crumbling leaves
And she
the world
for unusual girls
eventually
I was strange
pushed away by the others
and it cut away
cut away at my heart
Two ugly ducklings
never turned to swans
Times was simply plain I knew they'd eventually change
Let's take a trip down memory lane
With the game talker, native new yorker
Gators on my
miles to drive
Before the endless sleep eventually arrives
But I never would've thought that life was so long
That we'd be growing old with stories
miles to drive
Before the endless sleep eventually arrives
But I never would've thought that life was so long
That we'd be growing old with stories
me party on you, yeah
One thousand pink balloons
Dj with your favorite tunes
Birthday cake in August
But you were born nineteenth of June
on a hot summers day
I wanna serve up the truth like its pink lemonade
CHORUS
So If you're wondering why I
Continue to try my
Skills at this rap game
Girl,
And if you want a little bang in your ying yang come along
Listen up
Now LA's got the freaks
At Pink's and 50 dollar drinks
And San Antonio Was
I saw my own reflection
I just can't see it now
You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists
That eventually life unfurls
A path
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